not this cute anymore!For the past 9 days, Zack has been miserably sick. How terrible is it to confess that I LOVE it when he's deathly ill? There's something wonderful about a child with a high fever--- they become motionless, lethargic and angelic. Zack has let me hold him for a whole week! He asks to go to bed at 5 pm. He sleeps in until noon. He doesn't eat anything, he never makes messes, he doesn't throw tantrums. This hourly dose of drowsy NyQuil is really paying off! And after 9 beautiful days, it seems like he's starting to feel better... so if you live close by and you have a child with an illness, please bring 'em over to play with my little guy! Sickness turns horrible squids into adorable kids.
Of course, I am kidding. It's hard to see your vivacious, spirited little toddler so miserable. But even though he's been infested with germs, little Zack has managed to keep the whole family entertained. Here are a few of our favorite things he's said this week:
After going potty, I asked him if he had flushed the toilet and washed his hands. He nodded his head and said, "You be so glad for me, Mom. I'm DESPONS-ABLE!" I AM so proud of him for not only growing up so quickly, but for trying to use such BIG words! The next day... he came out of the bathroom grabbing his boy parts with a betrayed look on his face. I asked him what was wrong and he sobbed, "The toilet hurt me!" When I asked him what the toilet did, he responded, "He just smashed my WEENIE for no reason!" Apparently, when he closed the lid something was in the way. Ouch! I tried to keep a straight face knowing how bad it must've hurt, but I wasn't strong enough. When Zack saw me laughing he got a big grin and said, "That's funny that the toilet smashed my weenie, huh?" Indeed.
Believe it or not, he has started several sentences with the phrase "When I was a kid......" Oh, man. To hear it in his little voice is just TOO MUCH. When asked how old he was when he was a KID, he will say, "Like 2 or something." As if he joined the ranks of manhood on his third birthday.
And my favorite story [one that the husband doesn't think should be written on the blog] must be documented-- here and now. If Aaron reads it and scolds me, I am willing to take a beating...
The other day Zack whispered ever so softly in my ear, "Mom! Girls only have ONE BUTT!" It was so quiet that I wasn't exactly sure what he had said. He rephrased, "I mean, Girls only have ONE PRIVATE PART-- cause they pee out their butts!" By this time, Luke had to chime in and say, "No, they have three private parts.. their butt and their two boobies." This made everyone laugh--- then of course, the conversation got a little more intense when Aaron explained that girls do have a special private part and they do NOT {in fact} pee out of their butts. The boys wanted to know what that part was called... so Aaron told them (Stay away PERVERTS! I am not typing the actual word because I get enough twisted Google searches as it is.) When Zack heard the V-word, he stood up and screamed, "WHAT??? You mean girls have GIANTS?" I homeschool for this very reason... because conversation is always entertaining AND it keeps my kids from sharing their secrets on the playground.
Of course, I am kidding. It's hard to see your vivacious, spirited little toddler so miserable. But even though he's been infested with germs, little Zack has managed to keep the whole family entertained. Here are a few of our favorite things he's said this week:
After going potty, I asked him if he had flushed the toilet and washed his hands. He nodded his head and said, "You be so glad for me, Mom. I'm DESPONS-ABLE!" I AM so proud of him for not only growing up so quickly, but for trying to use such BIG words! The next day... he came out of the bathroom grabbing his boy parts with a betrayed look on his face. I asked him what was wrong and he sobbed, "The toilet hurt me!" When I asked him what the toilet did, he responded, "He just smashed my WEENIE for no reason!" Apparently, when he closed the lid something was in the way. Ouch! I tried to keep a straight face knowing how bad it must've hurt, but I wasn't strong enough. When Zack saw me laughing he got a big grin and said, "That's funny that the toilet smashed my weenie, huh?" Indeed.
Believe it or not, he has started several sentences with the phrase "When I was a kid......" Oh, man. To hear it in his little voice is just TOO MUCH. When asked how old he was when he was a KID, he will say, "Like 2 or something." As if he joined the ranks of manhood on his third birthday.
And my favorite story [one that the husband doesn't think should be written on the blog] must be documented-- here and now. If Aaron reads it and scolds me, I am willing to take a beating...
The other day Zack whispered ever so softly in my ear, "Mom! Girls only have ONE BUTT!" It was so quiet that I wasn't exactly sure what he had said. He rephrased, "I mean, Girls only have ONE PRIVATE PART-- cause they pee out their butts!" By this time, Luke had to chime in and say, "No, they have three private parts.. their butt and their two boobies." This made everyone laugh--- then of course, the conversation got a little more intense when Aaron explained that girls do have a special private part and they do NOT {in fact} pee out of their butts. The boys wanted to know what that part was called... so Aaron told them (Stay away PERVERTS! I am not typing the actual word because I get enough twisted Google searches as it is.) When Zack heard the V-word, he stood up and screamed, "WHAT??? You mean girls have GIANTS?" I homeschool for this very reason... because conversation is always entertaining AND it keeps my kids from sharing their secrets on the playground.
Fi.Fy..Fo...Fum....
girls only have one bum.
girls only have one bum.
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